k-1 ....;.:.; ;ì ;.;.;'.' il :: :I :t .1:: ;':J: f .:; j} j :. '}i:::;'...' :1t ..:..: ..<: . .J.'/(..::.:....._.. . ':j * ':( ;':...i ,</ ..<- ((f)erhaps son ebody oug-ht to tell Kaufrnan what's expected of him." . up his pants. It seemed to be customary to warm up by taking a few solitary falls before finding an opponent-very loud falls, with the limbs relaxed, be- cause it doesn't hurt that way. As to the actual technique of Jiudo, we're afraid that we missed most of the fine points. A couple would be shuffling around, clutching each other by the kimono lapels; a sudden flicker of hands and feet, and one of them would be sprawled on the mat, filled with ad- miration. By watching sharply, we did find out how Mrs. Tegneré threw Professor Kuwashima, the instructor. She put her foot in his stomach and rolled over backward. Mr. Brisbane would have loved it. We thought that with the score standing New Jersey 1, Japan 0, it would be a good time to leave. On our way out, we heard another thud, and glanced back. New Jersey 1 , Japan 1. Boast AN impoverished young lady has r\.. written us to tell about callIng up the Telephone Company to ask for a few weeks' grace in paying her July bill. She was connected with some sort of minor executive, who said that if . she would wait a moment he would find out if her request could be granted. He returned to the phone with bad news: sorry, but he'd have to say no. "Why, that's ridiculous," the young lady said. "Lots of my friends get time extensions on their bills." "Mad- am," the executive said coldly, "we show absolutely no discretion in the f " treatmen t a our customers. Fish Doctor W E hadn't been to the Aquarium for two or three years until last week. You may want to catch up on what's going on down there. Miss Ida Mellen, who used to look after the ailing fish, isn't there any more; she has a little house in the country now, w here she writes articles about poultry. Or maybe they said poetry. Anyway, her successor is Mr. Christopher W. Coates, curator of tropical fish. Ever since he was a youngster, he had been going to the Aquarium to study fish, and they finally put him on the staff. He's been experimenting with ner- vous fish for some time and has found out what we always suspected-that no fish is born nervous. They are born calm and imperturbable. What gets 13 n ". -....... ... ., .......; :: .:;. ... .. t .:<::: .\:: :Ii i?::..'-'; ..;:,i'!:':;;:;':::\; ..* them down is having peering people loom up at them on their own leve] when, in their own element, they were always used to disturbances coming from above. Not long ago somebody, for a test, clapped his hands loudly a few feet from a tank of fish. A ner- vous fish dropped dead. Sudden sounds affect animals in curious ways. You can make two male guinea pigs fight by striking empty milk bottles together sharply. Fish just die, or faint. When Coates sees a fish that's lost its appetite and sits around languidly in its dressing-gown late in the after- noon, he puts it in a private tank in a room where no visitors are admitted. In about a week, it usually gets sprightly again and is put back on exhibition, to suffer once more that riders of the Sixth Avenue "L" may be entertained. Many fish won't breed when they are being looked at all the time. A few of the tougher ones don't care, but most tropical fish never get used to life on the Battery. Not long ago, Coates ob- served a male Rosy Barb who kept phoning a female Rosy Barb, writing her notes, etc., but getting now here. The two always ended in a fight at her door after they had gone out for a swim together: he would leap in to